Chapter 71

“What’s the matter?”

“Where were you thirteen years ago on March 14th? Did you ever find yourself on Pine Street in Frant

City?”

“I can’t recall.” Sylvía turned her head away, maintaining an icy facade.

It had been ages, how could she possibly remember?

“Alright, I’ll ask you another question.”

Edgar wasn’t fazed, he persisted patiently, “Do you remember a car accident thirteen years ago on March 14th? Three people died on the scene, and only a young boy in the backseat survived. He was rescued by a girl.”

Why was he asking that?

Could that young boy have been him?

Sylvia looked into his probing eyes. Part of her memory was stirred, and she found herself remembering fragmented images.

She did rescue someone that year, but it was pure happenstance.

Sylvia never took it to heart.

What’s more, her visit to Frant city that year was driven by a very important matter concerning the Smith family’s secrets. She had no intention of sharing this with Edgar, nor did she want him to continue his investigation.

It was too risky. Sylvia didn’t want anyone else entangled in it.

“No, I don’t know,” Sylvia answered coldly. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

Edgar instinctively tried to stop her, but her icy gaze made him pull back his outstretched hand.

“Don’t forget your role as the fiance of Nancy, Mr. Fallen. Perhaps you should pay more attention to your bride–to–be.”

Sylvia scoffed at him, unlocked the door, and left.

Just as Sylvia turned her back, she noticed a flicker of disappointment in his eyes.

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It was barely noticeable, a fleeting moment, but she managed to catch it.

What was Edgar disappointed about?

didn’t dwell on it.

was insignificant to her now. He couldn’t

adjusted her hair, and stepped out of the private room without any

she exited, she met the

seething with an

has gathered all the evidence. The truth about you hiring someone to torment Miss Mellis will soon be laid bare! When the time comes, Mr. Fallen won’t let you off the

“Are you done?”

once–over, her lips curling into a provocative smile. “Then bring it on. I’ll wait

frame, she radiated an

eyes brimming with laughter,

her stilettos, made

the

“It’s really strange.”

tails of his recent fear

had been two days since

media was all over it like white on rice, continually speculating about

turning a blind eye to all the bad press and negative comments, focusing solely on preparing for the girl group talent show. She didn’t give a hoot

for the shooting location. It needs your final

next to her.

I’ll call you when

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didn’t waver from her computer screen,

bit her tongue, looking at her boss, then decided to speak up: “Ms. Lancey, have YOU ARE WE

glanced at it.”

her a sidelong look and went back to her

Beth

cool as a cucumber?” Sylvia closed her laptop, leaned back

the press, promised to clarify the situation. I’m just waiting to see what kind of song and dance he’ll put on. Moreover,

it?”

“But…”

just around the corner, and you’ve

no pushover, Beth bit her lip, going back to her work.

candle at both

Group, Nancy was lying on her bed, killing time on her phone.

injuries had significantly healed. These past days, she’d been monitoring the online mudslinging

of praise for herself and criticism of Sylvia drown out the defense of Sylvia, she

pleased as punch.

her Twitter when a new message popped up, freezing the smile on her face.

made any major moves these past couple of days, and he

for me. I’m not sure what his

he’d been keeping a keen eye on Edgar’s

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